a poem by Claire
Maybe I could've climbed higher, reached higher, and gotten to the top if I hadn't done what I did. Maybe I could've gotten the praise ,gotten the glory and gotten a bit more done if I hadn't done what I did. Maybe I wouldn't say "I'm ready to come down" so soon if I hadn't done what I did. What did I do? I simply looked up!
This poem was written after a trip to Challenge Discovery, where we climbed tall structures. I was ashamed of myself for looking up at the rest of whatever we were climbing because it looked odd up there, and the areas I thought I could reach looked harder to reach then I thought. I would always go down at this point. I did this on all my turns, so I never really made any progress. But I still had a lot of fun, and that's what really matters!